We were in Jonah’s living room again. He looked up at his clock, showing me that it was exactly seven o’clock. I’d only been sitting in darkness...for the last fifteen minutes. “Good evening, friend Matthew, I hope you had a nice day,” he chuckled, “I know I did… think your wife did, too… after a bit.”“We had Damian and some friends over, his girlfriend, too. Did some swimming and soaking up the sunshine. My woman said that you liked that swimsuit I bought her. My friends and I like it, too. She. "I don't know what would happen to us." You're smart, Adriana," I said. "You would figure something out." We're prostitutes, Simon," she replied. "I haven't known anything else since I was fifteen."I didn't need to hear that shit! Once the door opened though, I couldn't close it."How old is Abby?" I asked. She was the newest of the three girls; I'd only seen her around for two years."Eighteen." Jesus!" How old are you and Lisa?" I asked."Both of us are twenty," she told me. "Lisa was with. I was too shocked to comprehend the situation and merely stood there. Miss Miller kissed me deeply while her hands grabbed my ass. Her tongue pushed past my lips and roamed my mouth. I was again stunned but soon figured out the proper response. My tongue became the aggressor, invading her. She moaned. Soon she broke the kiss.“I KNOW this is very wrong, but the way you played out there made me want you more than I’ve wanted anyone in my life.”I was going to reply but her tongue back in my mouth. He held me around the waist with one arm and reach around with the other to grasp my dick. As he began to pump his fist up and down my shaft he kept thrusting up into me. I bucked my hips back and forth, fucking myself onto him while I thrust forward into his hand. I was going to get us both off whether he liked it or not not.Before long I felt his forehead dig into my back, his regular thrusts turning into spasms. His breath came in short bursts against my spine and I could feel his dick.